Haven't You Had Enough

"So that's how it works."

After several attempts, Zhong Yi quickly grasped the basic mechanics of this "Minecraft" world—

Break blocks, obtain items.

Chop down trees, get wood.

Dig up soil, acquire dirt.

Smash flowers, collect petals.

"But what do I do with these?"

The ever-curious Zhong Yi pinched his chin again, lost in thought.

Just then, a line of text appeared in the sky:

【After nightfall, this land becomes perilous.】

【Gather resources, craft what you need, and survive!】

Simultaneously, the crafting interface on his panel lit up.

Curious, Zhong Yi opened it and discovered that wood could be turned into planks.

Planks could then be crafted into sticks, workbenches, and more.

The left-side guide listed countless tools—wooden swords, pickaxes, axes, and so on.

In Lu Ze's past life, "Minecraft" had no tutorials or hints.

Even crafting recipes were added much later.

The game thrived on pure exploration, starting from its very systems.

But this world was nothing like that game-savvy reality.

Without some guidance, these cultivators would be utterly clueless.

So Lu Ze sprinkled basic hints at key points—tool-making, mining, building shelters.

"Strange, why can't I craft a wooden sword…?"

"Ah! The sword requires more space, but the crafting grid only has four slots."

"How do I expand it…?"

"Wait—!"

"The workbench!"

Placing the workbench on the ground, Zhong Yi had an epiphany.

The workbench offered a 3x3 grid—nine slots, unlocking dozens of new recipes!

Every item mentioned in the crafting guide could now be made.

And this was just with planks.

Zhong Yi was certain there were more materials out there.

Suddenly, he felt a surge of excitement for this illusory realm.

Meanwhile, his live stream had begun attracting fellow cultivators.

【What kind of illusion is this? Is Junior Brother Lu tormenting people again?】

【Junior Brother Lu? More like Old Demon Lu!】

【This illusion is kinda hard on the eyes】

【The style's so unique, only Lu could've made it】

【How do you even play this? Senior Brother Zhong, care to explain?】

...

"Ah, this is a new illusion crafted by Junior Brother Lu. It has many fascinating rules…"

Just as Zhong Yi was about to share his discoveries, he noticed Mu Yawen staring blankly at an empty patch of land.

Recalling that Mu Yawen had been the first to figure out block-breaking, Zhong Yi couldn’t help but ask:

"Junior Brother Mu, what’s on your mind? Have you… also uncovered something wondrous about this world?"

"Bizarre, truly bizarre…"

Mu Yawen frowned, glaring at his fists in frustration.

"Why is there no improvement no matter how much I train? It still takes me ten punches to break a piece of wood…"

"...Junior Brother Mu, maybe try an axe?"

Zhong Yi sighed, pulling out the wooden axe he’d just crafted.

Mu Yawen took the axe—and sure enough, his speed improved dramatically.

"Whoa, that fast? So brains beat brawn in this world?"

"In every world, honestly… Ah, never mind."

Zhong Yi’s lip twitched.

He opened the party chat and broadcasted his findings to the other two.

"Hey, Zhou Yue, if you’re surrounded by ocean, you can craft a workbench first, then a boat. You’ll get out in no time."

Glancing at the recipes, Zhong Yi confirmed boats were indeed craftable.

Zhou Yue’s bitter laugh came through.

"I get the logic…"

"But where am I supposed to find trees??"

He sighed.

He’d already figured out that blocks could be broken and collected.

By now, he’d dug up almost all the land around him—leaving only a few blocks.

And all he had was dirt!

Well, plus some gray, rock-like blocks.

He’d smashed those with great effort, but they dropped nothing.

Staring at his inventory full of dirt, Zhou Yue fell into deep thought.

"Guess… I’ll have to swim out?"

"Then start swimming, quick…"

With that, Zhou Yue dove into the sea.

...

...

Unlike the miserable Zhou Yue, Zhong Yi and the other two, who’d spawned in a hilly area, were having a blast.

Zhong Yi made a critical discovery.

Earlier, Zhou Qiaoling had accidentally fallen into a deep pit and couldn’t climb out.

In a flash of inspiration, Zhong Yi told her to place dirt beneath her feet.

Stacking block by block, she actually managed to lift herself out.

At the time, it seemed trivial—but it gave Zhong Yi a revelation.

He suddenly grasped the boundless creativity this world offered!

The trio began chopping trees, mining stone, hunting animals, exploring…

Just as they were thoroughly engrossed, Zhou Yue’s agonized scream erupted in the party chat.

"Ow, damn it! Why am I losing health?! What’s happening?!"

Zhong Yi hurriedly asked, "What’s wrong, Zhou Yue? Monsters in the sea?"

"Nah… Wait! Got it! The chicken drumstick icon on the right emptied—I’m starving!"

Zhou Yue pieced it together quickly.

Hearing this, the other three checked their statuses.

They’d been busy too, and their hunger bars were halfway depleted.

Realizing starvation led to health loss, they now had a new goal.

Zhong Yi built a furnace, Mu Yawen hunted pigs, Zhou Qiaoling gathered wood.

Soon, sizzling roasted meat was ready.

"Not bad, not bad! Brother Zhou finally contributed something useful!"

"This meat smells amazing!"

"Huff Huff So good!"

Thousands of miles away, Zhou Yue swore he could smell that delicious aroma.

Especially Zhou Qiaoling’s exaggerated "Huff"—clearly meant to taunt him.

"You guys are the worst…"

Zhou Yue gritted his teeth.

Then he remembered—when he’d first dived underwater, he’d seen fish.

"Heh, the sea has fish. I’ll have my own feast!"

"Brother, roasted food’s better for you."

"..."

Heart thoroughly skewered, Zhou Yue plunged back into the depths.

He recalled fish swarming everywhere earlier.

But now, all he saw were ink-spewing squids.

"Squid… should be edible, right?"

Three punches later—

He got drenched in ink.

Staring at the useless ink sacs floating in the water, Zhou Yue howled at the sky:

"Are you kidding me?!!"

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